Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Unexpected 3

-Chapter 3-

Meaghan and Bryan had been dating for about a month
and they still hadn’t spent the night together.
Meaghan had (not so subtly) hinted that he should spend the night at her
place the previous Friday after they’d eaten takeout and watched a movie, but
he’d ignored her hints and left around midnight, after a rather passionate make
out session on her couch. She wondered
why he was reluctant to spend the night with her and realized it had to do with
his disability. Bryan still hadn’t revealed much about his disability to her
(apart from the obvious part, his wheelchair). She'd done a bit of research online, so she had an idea of how it affected his life, but she wanted him to tell her himself. Part of her was starting to lose
patience and wanted to ask questions, but something told her that prying would
probably cause him to pull away from her, so she decided to be patient, at least
for a little while longer.

“How do you feel about the sea?” Bryan asked casually.
It was Friday evening and they were having dinner at a French bistro, not far
from his apartment. Meaghan hadn’t been to his apartment yet and had to admit
she was eager to see it. When Bryan insisted to have dinner at the bistro that
was barely a block away from where he lived Meaghan hoped it meant he intended
invite her back to his place after the meal. His question about the sea pulled
her out of her musings.

“In general? Or did you have something more specific
in mind?” Meaghan asked as she looked over at him with a puzzled look on her
face, wondering where the question came from.

“Well…um…my parents have this cottage by the sea, down
in North Carolina, and I figured we could spend Labor Day weekend there. If you
don’t have some crazy family traditions that weekend of course…”

Bryan fidgeted with his napkin, his normal confidence
was lacking. Meaghan’s jaw was about to drop; from refusing to spend the night
at her place to inviting her to spend a weekend with him at his family’s
cottage was a big leap.

“Well, my family does have some crazy traditions that
weekend, but I’d much rather spend it with my boyfriend in a cottage by the
sea,” Meaghan said with a wide smile that seemed to bring Bryan’s confidence
back.

“Awesome! I was thinking we could leave Friday
afternoon and come back to DC on Tuesday. That way we’d avoid the worst
traffic. Would that work for you?”

“Absolutely,” Meaghan grinned. “A long weekend with
just the two of us. I can’t wait.”

“I’m excited about it too.”

“So, you’re sure you have the whole weekend off?”

“Yep! I asked for time off a while ago.”

“Oh, so months ago you presumed you’d have a
girlfriend to bring with you to your parent’s cottage in North Carolina?”

“Nope, I planned on spending the weekend at my
parents’ house in Philadelphia, with my family.”

“Won’t they be disappointed if you don’t show up?”

“They’ll live,” he said with a reassuring smile. “I’m
sure Josh will convince them. He’s been desperately trying to get me to find a
girlfriend and he finally got what he’s been hoping for.”

“What about you? Haven’t you been wanting a girlfriend
too?”

“Of course, but I haven’t been as desperate as Josh
have been on my behalf – or his own for that matter.”

“I think your brother and my best friend have
something in common,” Meaghan laughed. “Kelly have always wanted a family, but
for some reason she seems to be perpetually single.”

“Maybe she’s trying too hard? I think that’s Josh’s
problem.”

“I’ve been thinking the same thing about Kelly. She
goes to speed dating sessions all the time; she has dragged me to a few. I
never imagined I’d actually meet someone at a speed dating session.”

“Me neither, I only went because Josh insisted and I
figured it would keep him off my back for a little while.”

“Well, I’m glad we both agreed to go,” Meaghan said
and gave Bryan’s forearm a squeeze.

“Um…would you like to come up to my place? I’ve got a
nice bottle of wine we could share,” he asked, insecurity evident once again.

“I’d love to,” Meaghan answered with a wide smile. Oooh, I sure hope this means I get to spend
the night.

-------------“This is it,” Bryan said as he flipped on the light in
his hallway. “It’s not as stylish as your place, but it’s home.”

Meaghan followed him down a wide hallway with
cream-colored walls and dark hardwood floors that ended in a spacious living
room.

“I like it,” she exclaimed. “It’s very you.”

He turned around 180 degrees and looked up at her.
“Really?”

“Definitely,” Meaghan said with a wide smile. “Now,
where’s that nice bottle of wine you were bragging about?”

“Oh…right…um, make yourself comfortable and I’ll be
right back.” He gestured toward the big, brown leather couch and wheeled into
what appeared to be the kitchen. Meaghan sat down on the couch and looked
around the room again. There was a dining table and a credenza in one end and
the L-shaped couch with a coffee table in front of it in the other end. Across
from the couch there was big cabinet Meaghan assumed concealed a TV. Bryan
wheeled back into the room with two wine glasses, a bottle of wine and a
corkscrew in his lap and after depositing everything on the coffee table he
transferred to the couch so he was sitting next to Meaghan. He made quick work
of uncorking the wine and pouring two glasses of wine. He offered one glass to
Meaghan.

“This is really nice,” she exclaimed after a couple of
sips.

“It is, isn’t it? A buddy of mine is really interested
in wine, like on a seriously nerdy level, and he told me to buy a few bottles
of the 2008 version, which is apparently one of the best years for it.”

“I honestly thought of you as more of a beer guy,”
Meaghan commented. “You generally order beer when we’re out.”

“Well, I am, but I appreciate a good wine from time to
time too.”

“So do I, and this is great.” Meaghan kicked off her
shoes and curled up against Bryan’s side, he wrapped his arm around her and
tugged her even closer.

----------They sat like that in comfortable silence for a while
and just enjoyed the wine. After she
finished hers Meaghan put the empty glass on the coffee table, Bryan followed
suit.

“Um…would you like to spend the night?” He blurted
out, suddenly insecure again.

“I’d love to,” Meaghan said with a wide smile. Finally!

“But before we go any further I think we need to talk
a little bit.” Bryan sighed and leaned back against the soft pillows of his
couch. It was evident that it was a conversation he wasn’t looking forward to.
Meaghan reached over and took his hand in hers; giving it an encouraging
squeeze in an attempt to tell him she could deal with whatever he told
her. Part of her was tempted to tell her
she’d done some research about paralysis and had a basic idea about what he was
going to tell her, but she wasn’t sure how to say it.

“Do you know anything about spinal cord injuries?” he
finally asked.

“Not much,” she shrugged. Seeing how miserable it made
Bryan look she decided to tell him she’d done some research. “But I have to
admit I did a little research after I met you. You’re a paraplegic right?”

“But you have full use of your upper body? Your arms
and shoulders seems to be in excellent shape,” Meaghan said with a smile,
tracing a finger across his chest. She could feel the tautness of his muscles
through his thin dress shirt.

“Yep, that part of me is probably in better shape than
it was before I was injured.” A small smile spread across Bryan’s face for a
brief moment, then he got serious again.
“You realize I can’t have sex like an able bodied person?”

“Yeah, and you have a bowl and bladder routine you
follow, and you have to regular skin checks to make sure you don’t get sores,
right?”

Bryan nodded. “You did some thorough research, didn’t
you?”

“Not that thorough,” Meaghan shrugged.

“Doesn’t all of that freak you out?”

“At first it sort of did,” she admitted. “But I really
like you and I want to be with you.”

“You mean that?” Bryan looked amazed.

“Yep, you’re not getting rid of me Dr. Norfleet.”

“You know, I’ve been dreading this conversation. The
last time I did it the girl couldn’t get out of her fast enough…”

“As I said, I’m not going anywhere.”

“Well, how about my bedroom? I have to admit I’m
tired, it’s been a long week.” Bryan tried to stifle a yawn, but failed
miserably.

“I thought you’d never ask.” Meaghan got up and
grabbed the wine glasses and bottle from the table. In the kitchen she rinsed
the glasses in the sink and placed them in the dishwasher. She replaced the
cork in the wine bottle and left it on the counter. She liked Bryan’s kitchen;
it had obviously been adapted, with lowered counters so he could work while
sitting in his wheelchair, but the cabinets were sleek and modern and the
countertop was shiny black granite.

--------------When she returned to the living room Bryan was gone.
Meaghan flipped off the lights and followed the hallway down to the door in the
end, it was ajar and the lights were on in the room. She felt butterflies flutter around her
stomach as she entered Bryan’s bedroom.
It was spacious; furnished with a king size bed that was made with a
dark gray down comforter, a dresser and a leather armchair in the corner. A big flat screen TV filled the wall across
from the foot of the bed. There were
doors on both sides of the screen; the one on the right was ajar and revealed a
walk in closet. The one on the left was closed, she assumed it was the bathroom
and that Bryan was in there. She
realized he probably had to go through some sort of routine before he went to
bed and she decided to not interrupt, so she grabbed the remote that was
resting on the nightstand that also held Bryan’s alarm clock and turned on the
TV. She flicked through the channels until she hit CNN and settled in on the
opposite side of the bed to watch the evening news.

She had dozed off when Bryan came out of the bedroom,
almost half an hour later. The sound of the door latch opening woke her up and
the sight of him wheeling out of the bathroom, wearing only a pair of grey
pajama pants brought a smile to her face. His upper body was even more toned
than she’d expected. He looked a bit insecure again.

“Sorry for hogging the bathroom for so long,
unfortunately it’s a regular thing.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Meaghan said with a reassuring
smile. “Um…can I borrow a t-shirt to sleep in? We didn’t exactly plan this, so
I didn’t pack an overnight bag.”

Bryan did a face palm before he wheeled over to the
dresser and pulled out the top drawer. “I should’ve thought about that, help
yourself. Do you want to borrow pajama pants too?”

“Nah, I usually sleep in a t-shirt,” Meaghan said as
she picked a faded blue t-shirt from the drawer. Bryan disappeared into the
bathroom again and reappeared a couple of moments later.

“There’s a new toothbrush for you by the sink,” he
said with a smile.

“Thanks,” Meaghan replied and headed into the
bathroom. Just like his kitchen it was adapted to his needs; a big shower with
a bench in it, lower sink and grab bars in several places. It was warm and inviting, with travertine
tiles on the floor and walls and a dark wood cabinet in the corner. When
Meaghan came out of the bathroom a few minutes later Bryan was already in bed.
She smiled when she saw that he’d pulled back the comforter on ‘her’ side of
the bed. She quickly rounded the bed and got settle next to him. Both of them were tired and a bit insecure
about the situation, so they didn’t move past passionate kisses and Meaghan
curling up next to Bryan, resting her head on his shoulder.

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